Hero Association Headquarters, underground space.
This was a shelter used when City A suffered a large-scale disaster.
Fang Li and his group had relocated here, entering this vast space.
Ahead of them, Fang Li and Sweet Mask stood facing each other from afar.
One remained calm throughout.
The other appeared utterly composed.
"M-Miss Sylvia..."
Xiqi, who had accompanied them here, kept wiping the sweat streaming down his face with a handkerchief as he asked Sylvia for what had to be the umpteenth confirmation.
"D-Do we really not need to stop them?"
Xiqi had already reported Fang Li and Sweet Mask's sudden decision to duel to the committee's many executives, throwing them all into chaos.
If possible, the executives certainly wanted to stop this.
For no other reason than that neither side was someone they could afford to offend.
Behind Fang Li stood a world-class diva.
Sweet Mask himself was a wildly popular idol.
Both had been recruited by the Hero Association to gain public recognition and donations. As committee advisors, they possessed the authority and decision-making power to manage heroes and the association.
If anything happened to either of them, the Hero Association would be affected.
How could the Hero Association's executives not be thrown into turmoil?
The executives could only be grateful that Sylvia was not the one stepping up, but Fang Li.
If Sylvia had been the one entering the ring, then even if it meant offending Sweet Mask, the executives would certainly have stepped in to stop it.
After all, compared to Sweet Mask, whose fame within the country was practically unmatched, Sylvia's fame ranked first in the entire world.
Now that Sylvia had decided to join the Hero Association, even offending Sweet Mask would have had an almost negligible impact.
Yet the one stepping forward was